It was 7.50am and never would I have thought coming to office was this difficult. My mind was filled with the thoughts of you ever since I woke up but again technically, I have not been sleeping for a few days.
Wondering whether will you be coming to office today as I was hoping to see you even if just for a few seconds. And at the same time, I was worrying whether were you caught in the massive human jam at JB causeway as today is a Monday and just so happened that schools reopened as well. Hope you did not caught yourself in the pool of human bodies just to get onto the bus.
As I make my way to my cube, the first thing that I saw while setting up my laptops was your little book that you have kept all my little notes to you. Perhaps the only thing left of you that I treasured right now. As I opened the book and flipped through the pages, tears rolled down my cheek… as I wish to turn back the hands of time or even a chance to start anew…
Good morning dear…
